Aiixin Frostmoor - D12

Tall. She's quite tall--think a few inches over five and a half feet, and her hair's a dark mahogany that looks more or less black unless held under sunshine. She's also got these colorless light gray eyes. Her facial features are blunt and her nose is just a little bit crooked from being broken once before.

As for her skin, it's the traditional District 12 olive. Her build's pretty gangly and sinewy, sharp angles and not much by way of curves. With her cropped-short hair, she could be mistaken for a boy at times, although the abundance of dark gray lashes that surround those slit-upwards eyes of hers will usually tell the viewer otherwise. Although, then again, that near-permanent frown-scowl isn't really ladylike.

There's one main word that could be used to describe Aiix, and it starts with the second letter of the alphabet and rhymes with witch.

Okay, well, she's not really a bitch, I guess. It's just that she hates things that she considers stupid or inefficient, and she's quite fond of beating on people.

Some like to call her Frost because she's not really emotionally attached to anyone, both behind and to her face, although not that many say that to her face because she's not afraid to lash out and punch people if she gets mad enough at them--and she has this fondness for brawling that gets her in trouble sometimes (but not often, because even Peacekeepers love a good brawl).

Actually, they might also call her Frost because the only person she's truly loyal to is herself. Or maybe because she carries herself like she's better than everyone else and will not hesitate to punch you in the face if you say otherwise. For her, the only true way to settle a dispute is through a fight.

Her family's quite District 12--grimy and coal-dust-covered and boring. Both her parents are still alive and mining, and she's got a plethora of siblings ranging from three to thirty years of age. She's cemented in the exact middle, age-wise, with four older siblings and four younger ones. She's got one older brother and two younger brothers, and the rest are all sisters.

Her older brother's just two years older than her, and wimpy--he used to get bullied a lot in school. And then Aiix became school age, and beat up on everyone who beat up on her brother (although she hadn't even had any growth spurts yet), and then her brother miraculously wasn't bullied anymore. That's when Aiix decided that fists were the way to get ahead in life, to get what you wanted--clearly, words didn't work well, as had been demonstrated by her older brother.

She's actually quite close to her older brother, but she wouldn't die for him--she wouldn't die for any of her family, really. Her parents never really had the time to care for her, and her older sisters were disappointed in her because she didn't turn out to be a breathing doll that they could dress up. Aiix isn't exactly the type that loves to be alone--the company of one or two people is always nice--but she's learned to go without.